Sender: dawn Butterflies fly to heaven, message area: ASCIIarts Title: Re: Before the flowers, I often get sick and drink wine, but I don’t care about the beautiful face in the mirror and the thinness. Sending station: Blue Starry Sky 2002-08-31 22:14:11 Saturday, in-site mail Alas, the more I look at it, the more beautiful I feel. The more I look at it, the more heartbroken I feel. Only her in red was left on the entire screen, stretching out her delicate hands to grasp the A wine glass filled with red liquid. The undulations of light on the wine glass further highlighted her dying condition. Dying, overwhelmed with tenderness It turns out that abusing yourself is also a kind of cruel beauty